Series convergence

Eyes pulled up—

When you become a statistic

overwhelmed babble

cries of the decimated

monotonicity craze

the coefficients violate the terms

When you become a statistic

panic bronchiates through the population

synched to the pulse of hyperventilation

hertz have stopped absolution

But hold on

The statistics are

coalescing

converging

charging

contesting

voicing

while the shaft still turns

they are demanding

an end to oscillation

a higher asymptote

This poem was published in Issue 1 of Words & Whispers, September 1, 2020.

Andy Oram
March 28, 2020